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The more Duanmu Li explained, the more sad Mrs. Duanmu cried. The precious daughter who has been loved since childhood has a scar on her body after going out. Can you not be sad?

Duanmuli lay at home for nearly half a year on the grounds of recovering from her injuries. In the past six months, she did not go to the palace again, nor did she see Bai Qingmeng again.But she knew that the owner of Daxing was about to change.

In the twinkling of an eye, a month passed, and the crown prince worked hard during this period, as if the cowardly and incompetent person before had nothing to do with him, and the emperor suddenly aged a lot because of the rebellion of the third prince.

It was late at night, and the palace was quiet up and down.In the imperial study room, the prince handed over his last memorial to the emperor: "Father, this is the last copy!"

The emperor opened the memorial and glanced at it, nodded in satisfaction and then looked up at the prince: "Honger (Prince), I am getting old... After the incident with the third child, I have thought a lot and feel tired, now is the time The throne is passed on to you!"

When the prince heard this, he immediately knelt down: "Father, you are still young, and my current ability is far less than one ten-thousandth of yours. How can I take on this great task? Please think twice!"

But the emperor waved his hands and got up and said: "I know if you have that ability. You have hidden your ability for so many years because of your deceased mother's instructions before she died. Now I am willing to abdicate, and you don't have to make excuses. I will come down tomorrow." Purpose, you go back and rest!"

The prince was not surprised that the emperor could see his true ability, and when the emperor was about to leave the imperial study, he called to stop the emperor: "Father, my son wants to marry Bai Qingmeng as queen!"

The emperor turned around and glanced at the prince: "I don't say what the Bai family did this time, but it doesn't mean I don't know. If you really want to marry Bai Qingmeng as the queen, you can no longer reuse Bai Hua. Do you know what I mean?" ?"

The prince was startled, the Duanmu weed was clean and neat, but the emperor found out: "I know it, and I know what to do!"

The emperor nodded, turned and left: "Tomorrow, the two imperial decrees will be issued together, so prepare yourself!"

The prince looked at the back of the emperor going away, turned around and left the imperial study.But he didn't go back to his bedroom, but came to the general's mansion.

The window of Duanmuli's bedroom was open, and the prince jumped into Duanmuli's room directly from the window. Duanmuli did not rest, but sat by the bed and looked at the moon and stars in the sky: "What are you doing here?"

The prince sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip: "It's not as good as the one in my palace..."

Duanmuli said coldly: "If you came here just to ridicule the tea in my general's mansion not as good as that in your palace, then you can leave!"

The prince smiled and put down the teacup: "I have a good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Duanmuli glanced at the crown prince: "I don't want to listen to either of them. If you insist on me listening, I can't help it!"

The prince twitched his lips: "Tsk, you woman is really... Forget it, the good news is that your brother is not dead, I have already sent someone to find him."

When Duanmuli heard it, his eyes lit up immediately: "Is what you said true?"

After all, paper can't contain the fire. Madam Duanmu has been sick in bed since she heard the news of Duanmu Jingting and Duanmu Yu's death, and cried every day. Although half a year has passed, Madam Duanmu is not as sad as before. , but his sanity was a little unclear, and Duanmuli was worried about it.Now hearing what the prince said, Duanmuli immediately felt that there was hope in life again.

But the prince immediately said: "The bad news is that his eyes... are blind!"

Duanmuli felt a pain in his heart: "What's going on? Brother, he...why are his eyes?"

The prince said: "General Duanmu and the Major General couldn't escape the fire that day, but General Duanmu used his own body as a shield to push the unconscious Major General away from the flames. But because of too much smoke... he lost his sight. I have already sent someone to bring him back, and he will arrive tomorrow."

Duanmuli covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying, and after calming down, Duanmuli looked at the prince gratefully: "Thank you..."

The prince shook his head: "This is what I owe you, and I paid it off. From then on, we owe nothing to each other!"

After finishing speaking, the prince jumped out of the window again.Duanmuli quickly got up and ran to Duanmuyu's room, picked up the broom to clean the room for him, and said to himself while cleaning: "Great...great...brother is not dead...brother is still alive..."

Accompanied by the news that her brother has not passed away, the excitement in Duanmuli's heart kept her awake all night. Facing the dawn of the morning, Duanmuli got up and left Duanmuyu's room without any tiredness, and walked to Mrs. Duanmu's room.

Mrs. Duanmu had already woken up at this time, and when she heard the door being gently pushed open, she subconsciously turned around, but she still couldn't hide her disappointment when she saw the person coming.

Looking at her mother's pale face, Duanmuli felt a pain in her heart: "Mother... my brother is coming back..."

Mrs. Duanmu turned her head again in surprise, tears filled her eyes: "Liu'er, are you telling the truth?"

Duanmuli knelt down and held Mrs. Duanmu's hand, and looked up at her with sincerity in her eyes: "How could Chener lie to mother? My brother didn't leave us, the prince told Lianer himself, there will be no lies, brother I can come back today!"

Madam Duanmu burst into tears instantly, hugging Duanmu and wailing loudly: "God... old man, we...our Duanmu family has not broken its roots..."

After waiting for a whole morning, there was no news of Duanmu Yu. Mrs. Duanmu refused to listen to Duanmuli's persuasion, and insisted on waiting for Duanmu Yu at the gate of the General's Mansion.Duanmuli had no choice but to ask the servants to move a chair to accompany Mrs. Duanmu to sit at the gate of the general's mansion and wait.

It has been a long time since noon, and Mrs. Duanmu burst into tears again: "Liu'er, do you think Yu'er can't find her way home? Why didn't she come back?"

Duanmuli was also very anxious at this time, and didn't know how to answer her mother's words. At this moment, Qingqing pointed to a certain direction on the street and shouted: "Young master, it is the young master who has returned, miss, madam..."

Duanmu Li and Mrs. Duanmu looked at Duanmu Yu who was walking towards him at the same time. Duanmu Li found that his brother was walking unnaturally, his eyes were not focused, his nose was sore, and tears flowed down again: "Brother's eyes..."

Mrs. Duanmu stepped forward and grabbed Duanmu Yu's hand, crying heartbreakingly, Duanmu Yu hurriedly hugged her: "Mother, the child is not filial, you are worried..."

Mrs. Duanmu was out of breath from crying, but she still touched Duanmu Yu's face and said: "As long as...you are still alive, it is the greatest gift to mother...my good son..."

Duanmuli also cried and said, "Brother, I miss you so much... I'm afraid I'll never see you again..."

Duanmu Yu said with a smile: "Silly girl, you and mother should stop crying, I will introduce someone to you."

While talking, Duanmuyu pulled out the person behind him, Duanmuli saw that there was a woman behind Duanmuyu.

Duanmu Yu pulled the woman, with a happy smile on his face: "Mother, sister, this is my savior and my wife, Qiao Shuang'er. Shuang'er, send mother's greetings."

Qiao Shuang'er stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Mrs. Duanmu: "My daughter-in-law has seen her mother-in-law!"

Mrs. Duanmu paid attention to Qiao Shuang'er's every move. They were all ladies' etiquette, dignified and decent, raised her head slightly, with delicate features, and looked very lovable: "Hey, Shuang'er, good Shuang'er, thanks to our Yu'er You..."